My Bride was fed up with me. Everything I did was only half done and usually she had to finish it up for me. We got into a big argument and it ended with her saying " I am going to call your Mom. At the wedding she told me to watch for you sloppy and lazy ways and that I should call her if a problem developed. Well it seems that the time has come. You go to work and we will discuss this further when you get home tonight". I hesitated for just a minute and she actually took me by the ear and ushered me out the door. I could understand her being angry at me as I had sluffed off all my week end projects and now my bride was going to have to finish them up and today was a day off that she had been looking forward to for quite some time. I got in my car and headed to work although all I could hear in my mind was her saying, "I am going to call your Mom, I am going to tell her hat a lazy jerk you are and ask her how to handle you". Well she didn't actually say the last statement but I am sure that it is what she meant. This concerned me alot because my Bride did not know how my mom had kept me a model boy and young man with lots of corrective discipline at home. Both my Mom and my sister took part in very long scolding, very hard spanking discipline. Mom said that it had worked for me as a child and had continued it for as long as I lived at home. My sister was 4 years older than me and had been invited by mom to participate as soon as she was baby sitter age when she said to her, ''I guess now that you are wanting to baby sit for others that it is time you learn the way to corrrect a naughty boy for your self so I will teach you how to administer a good and proper spanking. I know you have watched me spank Tommy many times but you need to learn how to get more action from the naughty boy with the way the hairbrush lands. You have seen him beg, cry and make promises but if you are taking time to discipline a boy, he needs a thorough lessen taught or he will think you are weak and take advantage of you." My mom was a very good teacher. She trained my sister over the next week and by the week end I really had a weak end. Sorry about the humor attempt but sometimes I just can'thelp myself. My sister became a very popular baby sitter for neighborhood boys and was even sometimes called just to administer a spanking. I should say at this time it was the early 1950;s and spanking was just a fact o life for naughty boys growing up. everyone of authority could and would spank you and then report you to your mom so you would get more at home.. My sister also became a co-spanker with my mom and when I got spanked,. she also gave me a lesson as well. I should also state that when I was living at home spankings were not all that common. a lesson usually kept me paying attention for a couple of weeks but they were all very memorable looking back on them.
The work day was over and I was on my way home. It seemed strange that my Bride had had not called me to ask how my day was going. Then I remembered she had the day off and was probably spending the day spoiling herself. When I got home and her car was not in the driveway I was a little concerned. When I opened the door, the wonderful aroma of a nice pot roast dinner. came thruogh to my nose. I saw the slow cooker on the counter and a note. I opened the note. It said I am spending the day shopping with the girls. Should be home by ^:30 PM when the dinner will be ready. will see you then. Ah, All was right with the world. My favorite dinner on and soon to be ready. My bride had spent the day shopping with the girls so she will be in a great mood when she gets home. It looks like all is forgiven and forgotten about our spat this morning. Ah, Life is good. I went into the living room and turned on the news on tv and settled in my chair with the news paper as well. About 6:25 pm i heard the kitchen door open. My Bride came in and announced, "We are home, I'll call you when dinner is on the table. I thought to my self, "We"? Oh well, in a few minutes dinner will be ready. I returned to the article I was reading in the paper. I heard a knock on the door and my bride answered the back door. " HI, she said, glad you could make it. dinner is just about on the table. I am going to call Tommy in just a minute. Ah,m i thought, guests for dinner tonight. no wonder we are having pot roast. A few minutes later she called me to come for dinner.
"Well, I must say it really smells really good." I said as I made my way into the kitchen. I stopped dead as I was entering the kitchen. At the table my Mom and sister were sitting looking at me with a serious look on their faces. My mouth dropped open, I wanted to turn and run, but I knew it would do no good. I walked like a doomed man to the table and sat down next to my sister. My Bride was sitting in my usual place at the head of the table. My Mom said, "It looks like he has guessed why we are here. Well, we will have a nice discussion while we eat and then Kate will show you what your sister and she bought this afternoon." As the food was being passed around I helped myself to my favorite dinner,. I thought, "The condemned man gets his favorite for a final meal before the execution. The talk at supper was mainly about how glad my Mom was that Kate ha called her. She could see how I was slipping and that the lack of discipline was obviously the problem. She said that she was going to call Kate to discuss my problems that she saw developing. My Sister chimed in that she was going to call her also as I had been rude to her one day when I ran into her at the drug store and I had told her, " every thing is fine so just butt out," and had left in a puff of fury. that had been on Friday and that she had stewed over my remark for the whole week end. She was very glad when Mom had called her to say that Kate was asking for help with my behavior. She called early this morning after I had left for work and asked her if she was spanking me for small problems before they turn into bigger ones. Kate had just stopped talking. finally she said, "Spank him? No, it never entered my mind. after all he is 24 years old, a college graduate, has a good job with alot of future potential, it is just something that would have never entered my mind." Jan, that is my sister spent a long time telling her about how I was always in trouble. mom spanked me once in a while and then things were better for a while. then As he was a ten, he was in more trouble, all the time it seemed. Mom new I was starting baby sitting and she decided that I needed to know how to deliver a good spanking to naughty boys so she taught me how to use a good hairbrush to really get a boys attention when disciplining him. the change in him was amazing. He became a very polite attentive boy unlike alot of his friends
I sent there moms an advertisement saying that I was a strict baby sitter who sat not only for young children but also older ones that need a firm hand or hairbrush. Business was booming and a lot of his friends behavior improved also." Well any hope I had about not getting spanked tonight just flew out of the window. To be sure Jan said, "Well Tommy, I guess we are through with dinner so could you please clear the table". My Bride added, "Just leave the pot roast in the pan, it needs to cool before being put away. I"ll put it away after our chore for this evening is over." I was a little upset, mostly with myself as I had realized that I was not being as nice to my Bride as I was to the rest of my family. As I was putting the dishes in the sink I dropped one. Luckily it did not break, but my Mom, was quick to correct me. "Tommy come over here right now. What do you mean throwing a dish into the sink like that?' Mom demanded. I told her, "It slipped, I did not do it on purpose. It didn't break," I explained. Well you need to be more careful." Mom said, "Sometimes he rebels a little when he knows he is going to be spanked. The best thing to do is give him some extra's before the actual spanking begins. Pants and underwear down to your ankles now. She picked up a big serving spoon, bent me over her thigh while standing and delivered 20 hard smacks with that silver serving spoon. I yelped with each one. " Now go to you sister. I hobbled over, she stood and also placed me as my mom had and delivered 20 more. I started to beg. now got to Kate and ask her to give you her first spanks ever. Kate did the same to get me in position. As she raised the spoon. Mom said "give him 20 very hard and aim for where the bottom and the thigh meet". Kate did as told. I begged again. now tell him to get back to the dishes and leave his pants and drawers where they are. With tears in my eye's I hobbled back to the sink and gently started to wash the dishes while they talked about the licks they had just given me. Mom said , "It is a good start." As I finished the dishes my Mom suggested "I sit for a few minutes because shortly I will not want to sit for a long time." I sat gently. My bride reached down under her side of the table and brought up a small bag that said the antique emporium on the bag. She reached in and took out a very nice box. She carefully opened it and took out a very large ebony hairbrush. you could tell that it was very old by the color of the bristles. She showed it to me and tapped her hand with it a few times. Jan says that this is the best spanking brush made. it is antique and over 70 years old. the bristles are like brand new but the back has a pattena worn into it. The dealer said that it was a brush that was never used for brushing hair. Only to spank naughty people that need its attention. I am sure I will get great use out of it with you. Your Mom and sister think you need at least weekly spankings for a while to teach you to remember how to behave. I think I am going to go along with the suggestion. They say they will be sure that I am a real spanking disciplinarian by the time they go home tonight and that I can call them any time I think you need more that one teacher on a given night. My Bride handed the brush to my Mom and she slapped her thigh lightly with it. oooohh, she said. that brush is slightly larger and heavier than mine but very similar to the one Jan has. It should suit your purposes well.. So have you decided where you will give MOst of his spankings at? Yes, I set my desk chair up in the middle of the bed room and I will bring the brush up with me and leave it on my dresser. It is convenient to the bed if he needs time to lay down and sulk and compose himself. Yes it is also a nice private place if there are company at the time that you don't want to disturb them. just excuse the both of you and spank away. Leave the door open so others can hear the smacks and cry's. All right. My Bride said, I think its time for us to head up stairs. Mom said to let me lead the way with my pants and drawers still down. It will embarrass him and also give us a few laughs to lighten the chore we are about to have to do.
Here ends Part one. these stories seem to get longer and longer. It also will be a chance for me to have to get back to doing more fake art pictures. enjoy. I will really try to have part 2 up before long. I have done one proof read but I am sure I will have to edit it again after my eyes relax a little.